CHARISMA KING!

Micah may be down, but not out! 

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He looked over at the other, a soft chuckle leaving his lips. “I doubt anyone gives a shit, but your secret is safe with me.”

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❝Yeah, it’s called a dick. Don’t play with it too much.❞

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“Yeah sure, what’s the number?” He asked, lips pressed into a thin line to hold back the laugh that threatened to emerge.

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“Don’t pity me, baby. If it weren’t for me, who would people like you walk all over?”

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Her head automatically turns to the voice, furrowing her brows in surprise. Oh. The male’s eyes were glued to his phone, highly concentrated on the screen. She didn’t even want to know what the hell he was watching or playing- what got him so worked up? “You okay?”

Oh! Oh, he had said that out loud hadn’t he? Micah had a habit of being too.. passionate at times, especially when faced with people being stupid. He cleared his throat and placed a pleasant polite smile over his features as the female caught his attention. “I’m great, just baffled by the stupidity of people on this game show I’m watching.”

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The very thought of food made him gag. Micah had been dealing with himself alone long enough to know how this works, he didn’t need some hussy coming in and messing it up. When he ate something bad, he paid the price, often for several days. Comes with the territory of an extra sensitive, fucked up stomach. And as good and as greasy as that burger tasted going down, he knew he was stuck in hell for at least another day as his stomach recovered from the abuse.

He hadn’t eaten in two days, every time he tried since that burger, he found himself staring at the food in creamed chunks floating in the porcelain white of his toilet bowl. He knew if he tried to eat he’d end up stuck in the bathroom again, hunched over for however long with his body very enthusiastically rejecting whatever snack. 

He sighed as his limbs pulled in to wrap around his own body, one long leg hanging off of the couch he laid on and resting on the ground as his arms curled around his stomach as if maybe holding it and being extra nice would make it cooperate. Somehow, curling up made his hunger hurt less. He looked up at the female who stood with her hip leaned on the arm of the couch, huffing a little as she asked him to eat. She was probably just tired of all his moaning and groaning, but he still knew better than to listen just to make her feel like she was some sort of help.